Hua Yu hurriedly walked up to Nan Ji, first saluted Shen Tu Mo slightly, and then leaned over and whispered carefully

"What does the benefactor want to eat? Glutinous rice meatballs? ”

When she said this, a smile appeared on her face.

The benefactor seems to have a soft spot for this meatball.

Nan Ji's hand was injured, and there was someone next to her to serve her, these were all reasonable and trivial.

It's just that Shen Tumo sat opposite and glanced at the woman with an indifferent gaze.

Bai Ze, who was originally staying on the side, was stunned for a moment, and then his gaze fell on Hua Yu's body.

Bai Ze said with a smile in a gentle voice

"Two girls, the young general and Mr. Nan have something to say, why don't we go downstairs and wait?"

Hua Yu hurriedly put down the chopsticks in his hand and went downstairs with Suzaku behind him.

Suddenly, there were only two people left on the second floor, Shen Tumo and Nanji.

Nan Ji was all focused on the meatballs in her bowl, picked up a chopstick with her left hand, clicked, and directly inserted the meatballs.

She looked at the pill and felt a little better.

A few minutes later, Shen Tu's indifferent and cold voice fell

"You don't seem to want to see me."

Nan Ji looked up and glanced at him

"I thought about it before, but I don't think about it now."

As she spoke, she looked at the bronze mirror again.

The bronze mirror was a black mess, and a white halo of light spread around the Shentu Desert on the opposite side.

The closer you sit together, the more pronounced the contrast becomes.

I'm so angry, I want it, and I hate it in the night.

As soon as Nan Ji's words came out, Shen Tumo seemed to be about to break the casserole and ask to the end

"Why don't you want to now?"

Nan Ji snorted angrily.

Tongzi muttered quietly

[Does the host know that he is not being ignored?] 】

Envy, jealousy and hatred, that's why the host doesn't want to see the night pearl.

Shen Tumo looked at the injuries on her body.

Even though it's been two days, you can still see the bite on the lip, and the bite marks on the white neck that stretches down.

It's all his masterpiece.

Don't want to see him, as it should.

Thinking so, he suddenly stood up and moved his place next to Nanji.

He looked at her, his thin lips slowly confiding

"What do you want to eat?"

Nan Ji patted the table with her steamed bun hand, and then pointed to the Dongpo meat in the middle.

"That."

She is angry, but she still has to eat.

The bony hand pinched the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of Dongpo meat, which was originally going to be put into the spoon she was pinching in her left hand.

As a result, as soon as she was clipped, Nan Ji automatically opened her mouth and ate it in one bite.

And naturally pointed to the baked potato slice in the distance

"That."

Shen Tumo paused for a moment, didn't say anything, and continued to clip her.

It was supposed to be a good dinner, but it inexplicably turned into a feeding.

Then fed and fed, the tired Nanjiao boss naturally lay on the night pearl.

I don't know if I ate too much, my brain didn't move, and I seemed to have completely forgotten what I was angry about before.

The hand silently stretched out, touching his cool arm, very comfortable.

Shen Tumo watched her movements, and some fragments suddenly flashed in his mind.

On that bed, I thought he was very wonderful, and I just wanted to blend in with him, gnawing and biting him one by one, and scolding him for breaking beads when he bit him.

He knows that those are the results of being poisoned by love, and he knows that once he is poisoned, he will not even be able to distinguish between men and women.

(End of chapter)